A week has gone by and it was time for Niray's interview. She was nervous to say the least as we were siting in the courtroom with other hopeful immigrants waiting for their future to be decided. I could see her shaking her legs and I held her hand, squeezing it in reassurance.
"Everything will be okay, my princess" I said, lifting her hand to my lips and giving her a lingering kiss. She smiled at me and nodded as she took a deep breath, trying to calm her nerves. Dad and Michael walked in silently, apologizing for being late.
"We are here, Niray. And I am positive that you are going back to the US with us” he said, taking her other hand and patting it gently. I noticed tears falling down her cheeks and I wiped it with my thumb before I kissed her.
One by one they kept
